check-in

I write on Kathleen’s behalf as well as mine. Of course, she’s in Brooklyn. Her DSL modem still hasn’t arrived, so she has no Internet access and can’t write. She called a couple of days ago – she loves it, as I knew she would. She has some time to settle in and finish unpacking before she starts her new job, thank goodness.
As for us, Steve is still away, but he comes back very soon for his one big day home. I’m so excited to see him, and at the same time, I don’t know how I’ll be able to stand it when he leaves us again. These are the times that try women’s and young girls’ souls.
My oldest daughter’s birthday is in a few days, hence Steve’s whirlwind visit, and we’re having some of her friends over tomorrow for cake. I’ve been cleaning all day, remembering how excited we were when we first moved in, sweeping clean every corner and tending the house like a child. I will miss it here when we’re gone.
I’m too tired to say anything more profound.